Long Tinkered Poems

Thanksgiving, 1971,
a parachute pilgrim approaches Northwest Flight 305
as Dan Cooper, anonymous businessman,  anarchist airborne, 
black suit, black sunglasses, a black tie
and a black briefcase broaching black motives,
Portland to Seattle, prison or criminal pantheon, 
before...

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Twice told toilet tale – a cheeky execrable gross fable

which poetic product best be affixed 
with hashtag STINKY label.

As a young whippersnapper
and one precocious lad to boot,
I discovered common combustible materials
found in the bathroom.

At opportune...

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 Hearts torn & twisted --- All left to rot
The hate swarming & flooding rapes me inside
I wish to wake up in a hospital sometimes on a sexy nurse's cot
Burns & swells with adultery he...

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Blank Page
Clean Slate

Untouched
Somewhat

Once Great
Tho Not So Great Enough

Back Again
Here I Am

Here Again
Unfinished

Tinkered
Tailored

Soldiered Too Fit
Sailors Despise

Redundance
Repitition

Without Point
Without Goal

Without Role
Without Cause

Without Baseline
Without Ship

We All Crash
We All Drown

Why Am I Here
Why Do I Seek Ground

What Is Rich
What Is...

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What else but weight endless for devil’s due? 
And I’d need a few more tests to be sure, 
Grimace or grin, but I ought to endure, 
What greater devil was seemed like dawn’s dew: 
Was...

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Closer now we inch to peek
Our face pressed to the window pane
Reach out? We won't, just gaze oblique
A fool's attempt to ascertain
A solid veil through which we see
and yet through which we will not pass
So...

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The old truck hadn't been used in a while,
But it should be good for a few more miles.
Under the hood, the engine was rusty,
And the interior smelled faintly musty.
Assuming it would start--we all wanted to...

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Cleanse - To plant 'A Seed of Virtue'...!


Cleanse my mind, cleanse my heart 
and cleanse my thought I pray;
seething anger, insatiable desire
and pangs of fear way-lay!

Easy prey for stimulant, that prowls 
for a hunt and...

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Watchers was the name of a family.
They lived in the alps in Switzerland.
Mr. Watcher couldn’t figure out what he wanted to be,
but he knew he wanted to work with his hands.

He tried fixing cars for...

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Clocks tick on old, wooden walls
shelves of books line the room
suede elbow patches rest on chairs
part of the suit that plays host to 
men of distinction
stories as lavish as their clothing
tobacco smoke billowing
fantasies constructed in...

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When I was with you it was like, for once, God wasn't watching

Like monstrous, angelic wings, you carried me through fields of uncertain bliss

And the hues of the blues of the skies soared fierce

You caressed...

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A boy as gentle as a doe,
Who's friends opened his eyes,
To how strong he can be,
He leaves behind his broken ties,

A girl afraid of dying,
A brilliant girl who's mind was bejeweled,
So encouraged by friends,
Who treated...

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Will It or Won’t it?

I bought a car in ‘98
that was made in ’92.
It had seventy-seven thousand miles
but it still looked like new.

I showed off my little car
to most everyone I saw.
My grandson changed the...

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It was to be repaired
She dared
Its hands had worn out
“I’ll do it”, she told herself aloud
A sense of false bravado
But Lo!
She climbed up the Clock Tower
A determination to rewrite life gave her the power
She would...

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The second coming of age,
is like the 
softened beauty 
of the color  s a g e;
rich in mellowed warmth
graced with shades and shines of subtleties,
savvy and seasoned
with greater depth and perception.

No longer a blur...

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Am Already Available

A Am already available
B Have been and am still able
C Could consider taking a chance
D Did finally learn how to dance
E Was exceptional when a kid
F Found they said I flipped my lid
G...

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On this path, this somber trail
Many rivers we have crossed 
Not without the pilgrims plight
Fore dreaded sights beseech our heels
And lingering nights tinkered deep,
On we march to victory’s dawn!

On this road laid with thorns
Forlorn wind...

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The beggar’s slippers were new;
			And the turban around his head too,
			So I still kept the coin.

			Strange was the woman; strange was        her beggin’,
			With no word, but munching nuts...

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(a couple of war wives out the front of their houses)
(Please note fag is cigarette and aye is yes)

So whilst the golden fire displayed nature in her prime
And oak trees stood proud and good in...

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I danced amongst the damp verde fern
As rare as the day this ***** was borne
My flesh did contrast 
My eyes stood wide
As i smiled upon Devons devine delicate form

I tinkered along the enticing stream 
Which...

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MY LATE NIGHT CONFESSION

Nocturnal calls for my lifetime detention.
So...here is my true confession.
Note: it's rather literal than figurative,
even as I now become a fugitive,
scarred from the sight of known men.
Let it be known that I...

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One Sunday, I came back alone,
Home early from the church,
Not having the key to get in,
I was left in the lurch;

Locked out in the scorching hot sun,
Looking for shade to stand,
Counting the vehicles go by,
I...

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A rattling tinkered deep
Within the abyss of trust
Nothing is NOW
Just always WAS

No time, space, matter
To clutter up flow
Just nothing created
Nothing to grow

Yellow oil flung loose
Causing a bang to sound
All that sprang forth
Began to produce...ground

.......territory

Who could...

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Long pressing 

Bears the weight of the falling world around me

Over tinkered days and hollowed years 

Has the growing spiral of downward turn 

Unwound before my eyes

As my heart and mind

Have weathered

And my soul and...

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Hello. Mr. Wizard.
I heard you could help me out.
My engine has had me so disturbed
And your wisdom has been whispered
All about.
Hello. Mr. Wizard
Your friend referred
Me to you since I am in doubt
On my engine which...

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